A Memory of Stars

In my dreams I see a ship,

It angles overhead.

Memory or apparition,

The image fills my head.

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I see a solid galleon,

See its sails catch solar wind.

I see the Jolly Roger fly,

Symbol of debauchery and sin.

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I see the Royal Navy near,

Different flags upon their masts.

I see the ship of pirates turn,

Cries of "stand to, avast."

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I see lasers fill the void of space,

Like stars of different light.

Cannon fire to the cutlass,

I see the firefight.

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But then a start, a shock, a jolt,

I wake, let out a groan.

The sun is blazing in my eyes,

I'm in my bed, at home.

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Cut off from the stars above,

From dream that's barely started.

No tales now to fill the void,

From father, long departed.

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Stuck here, on terra firma.

World of gravity 1g.

World of the waking and forgotten,

Where only joy's in memory.